Yin Biyue tried her best to restrain herself from changing her expression.
He bowed his head respectfully, pretending to be learning.
His mind raced but his face was as gloomy as water, because the slightest change would not be hidden from the master's eyes.
'He', naturally, refers to Luo Mingchuan.
Was it because of the dean's orders that he committed the murder?
Why did you want to kill Luo Mingchuan? Didn't Luo Mingchuan also study in the academy?
What's more, with your level of status, there are a hundred ways to kill Luo Mingchuan, why do you want to rely on yourself?
Could a sub-saint be able to plot secretly, with the ultimate goal being Luo Mingchuan? ! Or... Cangya Mountain?
But the academy has been neutral for many years, and has a close relationship with Cangya. It is said that the Sword Saint and Mr. are close friends.
Or is there something special about Luo Mingchuan?
When was this order issued? When I entered the academy or when I became the disciple of the Sword Master? Did the Sword Master know?
He felt that he was involved in a treacherous situation.
It is just an insignificant chess piece in the hands of the big shots who can turn the tide.
If someone else encountered this situation, they would be in a state of panic all day long.
But when Yin Biyue came back to his senses, his mind was full of:
Where's the promised ultimate boss? !
How come he's still online? ! ! There's such a huge mountain in the villain camp! Where can he put his face? ! !
As expected, improving strength is the right path!!!
"Let's put this matter aside for now, and don't worry about it in the future." The gentleman pointed to the rattan chair beside him for cooling off, "Come and sit down."
What this means is that don't even think about killing Luo Mingchuan for now.
Yin Biyue did not refuse and sat down silently.
My mind is blank about this period of time. But now it seems that my relationship with my husband was quite peaceful.
The gentleman also sat down on the rattan chair beside him. On the stone table in front of him were a few locust flowers and a half-worn black-glazed tea set.
"You've come just in time to accompany me in stargazing."
The more Yin Bi thought about it, the more he realized that it was early morning when he came here, and then he entered a strange and mysterious realm, and when he woke up it was dusk. Now the sky was already dark, and in about a cup of tea, he could see the stars begin to appear.
As expected, everything is under the control of the gentleman.
Boil water to wake up the tea, finely grind the tea cake, pour water into the cup, and circulate the tea whisk. White tea foam appears on the wall of the cup, which contrasts with the inky black glaze on the tea set. It does not seem abrupt, but rather creates a sense of harmony.
The gentleman's movements were smooth and free, yet orderly and precise.
The more Yin Bi thought about it, the more she realized that this was what it meant to "do what one wants without breaking the rules."
He watched it carefully, thinking with amusement in his heart, how many people in the world dare not even think of the treatment of the dean making tea by himself. But he got it for nothing. Is this the benefit of working for an important person?
The two sat under the tree, talking to each other in silence, boiling water and making tea.
Unconsciously, his restless mood calmed down.
It seemed that it was not as he had guessed. The remaining reaction of the original body did not show that he was on guard against the gentleman.
It was as if, sitting here, all previous speculations, distractions, and anxieties gradually dissipated.
My nerves, which had been highly tense since I came to this world, finally relaxed in the aroma of tea.
He picked up the teacup and turned it gently, the faint light of the stars was reflected in the cup.
The gentleman drank a glass, squinted his eyes with satisfaction, and looked up at the sky.
The thick clouds obscured the moon, making the stars appear even brighter and more brilliant.
There seemed to be a smile in his eyes, "In fact, the stars are not as slow as we see, some of them are also very fast."
Yin Biyue was a little surprised and looked up. All he could see were silent stars in the sky.
He knew that the starry sky that the gentleman saw must be different from what he saw.
He could not imagine the world in the eyes of the sub-sage, just as a mayfly does not know the vastness of the universe, and a summer insect cannot talk about ice.
In his previous experience, he had never had the experience of seeing the star tracks in the universe billions of miles away.
The gentleman watched with great interest and leaned back in the rattan chair in a comfortable position.
Soon, Yin Biyue's cognition was broken again.
He sighed, "Last year, the 'Kanglong' and the 'Yingshe' were three Ganges sands apart, but now they should be on the same track."
'Kanglong' and 'Yishe' are the names of stars in the sky.
Ganges sand is a counting unit in Buddhism, approximately ten to the fifty-second power.
Then the gentleman narrowed his eyes and muttered something. Yin Bi couldn't hear clearly and just roughly grasped several huge counting units such as "桩疆" "极" "那宇塔".
The gentleman suddenly raised his finger and drew it across the air, as if connecting two points.
It turns out that this is the divination of the saints.
It is not a real "seeing", nor is it a mysterious spiritual perception, but a real calculation.
The result was calculated with vast accumulation of knowledge, special calculation methods, terrifying counting ability, and long years of measurement experience.
Yin Biyue was greatly shocked.
Observe the stars to know destiny. What exactly do you want to see?
At this time, the person beside him put down the teacup and smiled at him, "You should leave Cangya, preferably go south."
The pot of tea is empty.
The night wind suddenly blew, and the remaining tea fragrance mixed with the subtle sweetness of locust flowers floated in the night.
The wind blew away the thick clouds in the sky, and a ray of silvery light shone through, falling on the earth from the distant heavens.
The bright moon broke through the clouds.
At the same time, the starry sky that was just brilliant dimmed in an instant.
There were even a few that were so tiny that Yin Biyue could no longer see them clearly.
The moon rises and the stars dim.
The gentleman's smile was also hidden in the subtle wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.
He began to put away the tea things.
Yin Biyue knew that tonight's stargazing would end here.
So he stood up, brushed off the tiny pieces of locust flowers on his collar, and bowed with his hands, performing the same disciple etiquette as when he came. This was a farewell.
The gentleman leaned back in the wicker chair and nodded.
Yin Biyue took out the invitation from his sleeve. His figure spread out like ripples on water and disappeared in the courtyard in a moment.
Then there was only one person left in the yard.
Even with the bright moonlight as my companion, I still feel a little lonely.
The scholar in a tall hat and wide belt had a gloomy expression, looking at the lonely night and talking to himself.
"In fact, the moon is also a star."
It seemed as if a sigh echoed in the silent academy.
It’s just that this star is too bright and no one dares to compete with it.
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Yin Biyue landed in Xihua Peak's own courtyard, still in the same place where he left in the morning.
The invitation in my hand turned into debris and dust, lost in the night.
He thought with some regret that this 'One-Day Academy Tour Pass' was really a one-time pass. He originally thought he had a magic weapon that could allow him to travel freely between the academy and Cangya.
I don't know when I can reach that level. Just a random seal can be a magic weapon that can allow people to break through thousands of miles of space.
At this time, Yin Biyue did not realize that after the epiphany at the academy that day, the question he was considering was "when can I reach the sub-sage realm" instead of questioning whether he could reach the sub-sage realm.
Among a hundred practitioners in the Concentrated Mind Realm, perhaps forty would wonder how to enter the 'Breaking Barriers' realm, twenty would wonder when to enter the 'Hinayana' realm, and five would wonder what the 'Mahayana' realm is like. But almost no one would speculate on the cultivation of a saint.
Yin Biyue had never thought about these things. Now he just thought that diligent cultivation was enough.
No need to ask, no need to wait.
This is subconscious confidence.
Don't waste time on self-doubt or wear down your will with repeated speculation.
He grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand and looked up.
It seemed that without the obstruction of the tall buildings in Yunyang City, the moonlight on Cangya Mountain was clearer.
One can vaguely hear the rustling of leaves and the sound of pine waves in the forest, and the occasional chirping of partridges, which makes the night seem even more empty and lonely.
During the day at the academy, the sword was still in its sheath, but the sharp sword intent was gushing out, and he could no longer use it.
That is what your heart desires, it can only be encountered by chance.
But it gave him a lot of inspiration.
He stood in the yard all night. At dawn, his whole body was soaked in the mist of morning dew, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.
He thought he had found a way to use the sword.
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